Turner County herald. (Hurley, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1887-11-03

Cover them over, yes cover them oVef,
Parent, husband, brother. and lover;
Crown in your hearts those dead heroes u
ours,
Cover the faces that motionless lie,
Shut from the blue of the motionless SKY
Faces once decked with the smiles OF the gay
Faces now marked with the frown OF decay
Eyes that looked friendship and love 10 your
own,
Lips that the thoughts of affection made known
Brows you have soothed in the hour OF despnir,
Cheeks you have brightened by tenderest ,, care
Oh! how they streamed when they BID you
good-by!
Oh how they glowed in the battles fierce fame; lame;
oh! how they paled when the death angel
came!
Chorus
Cover their hands that are lying untried,
Crossed by the bosom and low by the side,
Hands to you mother, in infancy thrown,
Hands to you, father, clasped close to your own !;
Hands where you, sister, when tired dismayed,
Hung for protection and counsel and aid,
Hands that you, brothers, in-loyalty knew,
Hands that you, wife. wrung in bitter adieu.
Bravely the musket and saber they bore
Words of affection they wrote in their gore.
GrandIy they grasped for the garland of light.
Catching the mantle of death-darkened night.
Chorus
Cover their feet that all weary and torn,
Hither by comrades were tenderly borne,
Feet that have trodden the flowery ways,
Close by your own in the old happy days,
Feet that have pressed ]ife 8 opening morn,
Roses OF pleasure and deaths poisoned thorn.
Swiftly they rushed to the help OF the right,
Firmly they stood in the shock of the fight;
Ne'er till the bugle OF Gabriel sound,
VIII they como out OF their couch in the ground.
Chorus
Cover the hearts that have beaten SO high,
Beaten with hopes that were doomed but to die,
Hearts that have burned in the heat of the fray,
Hearts that have yearned for the homes far
away,
Hearts that beat high in the charges loud tramp,
Hearts that low fell In the prisons foul damp.
Once they were swelling with courage and will,
Now they are lying all pulseless and still.
Once they were glowing with friendship and
love,
Now thoir great souls have gone soaring above,
Brayely their blood to the nation they gave,
When in her bosom they found them grave.
Chorus
Cover the thousands who sleep far away,
Sleep where their friends cannot find them to.
day;
They who in mountains and hillside and dell
Rest wi, where they wearied' and lie where they
Softly the grass blades creep round their reposa,
Sweetly above them the wild flowret blows,
Zephyrs Of freedom fly gently o'erhead,
Whispering prayers for the patriot dead.
So in our minds we'll name them once more,
So in our hearts We'll cover them DER,
Roses and lilies and violets blue
Bloom in our souls for the brave and the true.
Chorus
When the long years have rolled slowly away,
Fen to the dawn Of earths funeral day;
When at the arch-nngel's trumpet and tread,
Rise up the faces and forms of the dead;
When the great world its last Judgment awaits,
When the blue sky shall swing open the gates,
And onr long columns march silently through,
Past the great Captain for final review,
Then from the blood that has flowed for the
right.
Crowns shall spring upward, untarnished and
bright.
Then the glad of each war-martyred son
Proudly shall hear the glad tidings well done"
Blessings for garlands shall cover them over
Parent and husband, and brother and lover,
God will reward those dead heroes of ours
A,,J a.,